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Tuesday, April 04, 2006

Turns out that the tyke loves massage, like most of us. He also likes to give massage, especially if he gets to use the "oily". He giggles with glee everytime I put some oil in his hands. I gave him and Momma massages before Maria's party, just so everyone would be pre-relaxed. I had mine earlier from my brother Matt, with some help from the boy. Time for another after my recent cycling adventures.

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Born & raised in northern California, with a few summers in NY. Spent my teenage years in West Sonoma County where the rocks, trees, and creeks became me. Lived in SF and the East Bay ever since. Do not believe in "too much fun".